She's home but can't find her heart,
She cries in fear of the loss of her art
I've heard the thoughts and well-wishes, keep the hopes and prayers.
Hundreds of strangers come forward,
I stand skeptic of these heartfelt affairs
She burns while the bedside flowers
Wilt, she bleeds as the backs slowly turn
Some people fade faster than they grow,
My branches will hold you until your last note
You'll always look the same
While Distorted by disease people tend
To flee, you'll always look the same to me
You're more than a patient, a person not a stat, you stand far from
Average we've always known that
It may seem discouraging to see others go,
They're not bad people they just fear the road
It will take time to let this sink in,
I will stand beside you while things look thin
The ache will not out last your
Stride, the wound can not dissuade your fight
This misery, hardship and grief is not yours
Alone, life involves pain, you have not been singled out
The good life is not one immune to agony,
Suffering contributes, you are stronger now
You will not fade faster than you grow,
My branches will hold you until your last note